At breakfast time this morning there was a family of Chaffinches on the bird table, and on closer examination of them I noticed that one of the youngsters had a leg but no foot. It certainly was not ailing, eating away quite the thing and then it flew off.
Working outside later on and the Fulmars were soaring again on the air currents out from the crag, with the ever present Ravens never far away with their distinctive call. A Rock Dove flew past at a great speed, had some of his mates already been preyed upon? Earlier on we had been up towards Sanaigmore and saw several young Wheatears out and about and a ringtail Hen Harrier flew over the road on our way home.